Luke felt a little nervous, it must be confessed, and for that reason he watched with unusual care the movements of the head couples.  He was quick to learn, and ordinarily cool and self-possessed.  Besides, he knew that no one was likely to criticize him except Randolph.  He saw the latter regarding him with a mocking smile, and this stimulated him to unusual carefulness.  The result was that he went through his part with quite as much ease and correctness as any except the most practiced dancers.  Florence said nothing, but she turned with a significant smile to Randolph.  The latter looked disappointed and mortified.  His mean disposition would have been gratified by Luke’s failure, but this was a gratification he was not to enjoy.

The dance was at length concluded, and Luke, as he led his partner to a seat, felt that he had scored a success.

“May I have the pleasure of dancing with you next time, Florence?” asked Randolph.

“Thank you, but I should not think it right to slight my other guests,” said the young lady.

Just then Luke came up and preferred the same request.  He would not have done so if he had not acquitted himself well in the first quadrille.

Florence accepted with a smile.

“I was not aware that dancing was one of your accomplishments, Luke,” she said.

“Nor I, till this evening,” answered Luke.  “There stands my teacher,” and he pointed to Linton.

“You do credit to your teacher,” said Florence.  “I should not have known you were such a novice.”

Luke was pleased with this compliment, and very glad that he had been spared the mortification of breaking down before the eyes of his ill-wisher, Randolph Duncan.  It is hardly necessary to say that he did equally well in the second quadrille, though he and Florence were head couple.

The next dance was the Virginia Reel.  Here Florence had Linton for a partner, and Luke secured as his own partner a very good dancer.  From prudence, however, he took his place at some distance from the head, and by dint of careful watching he acquitted himself as well as in the quadrilles.

“Really, Luke, you are doing wonderfully well,” said Linton, when the dance was over.  “I can hardly believe that you have taken but one lesson, and that from so poor a teacher as I am.”

“I couldn’t have had a better teacher, Lin,” said Luke.  “I owe my success to you.”

“Didn’t you say Luke couldn’t dance?” asked Sam Noble of Randolph, later in the evening.

“He can’t,” answered Randolph, irritably.

“He gets along very well, I am sure.  He dances as well as I do.”

“That isn’t saying much,” answered Randolph, with a sneer.  He could not help sneering even at his friends, and this was one reason why no one was really attached to him.

Sam walked away offended.

The party broke up at half-past ten.  It was an early hour, but late enough considering the youth of the participants.  Luke accompanied home one of the girls who had no brother present, and then turned toward his own home.